Chapter 60

Chapter 60. Sogyoju (1)

Ji-sword, Jang Seo-yi, did not forget to say that he had traced the traces of the priests and arrived at the lung consideration that the Sasa-style was staying.

What she found there were dozens of dead bodies that were completely decayed due to the desert climate. … .

It was only a familiar sword found in a vulnerable badly damaged phrase.

Zhang reached out and picked up the sword. It is rusted and missing teeth.

However, the words Cheonjiin (天地 人) carved on the sword was clearly visible.

Zhang swept three letters with his trembling fingertips.

It was a priest’s sword.

As well as the touch of the sword sweeping the sword, the eyes were shaken.

It was the moment when Ji-seo Jang Seo-yi confirmed the death of the sword, Honghong.

At the same time that Zhang Yi confirmed the death of the priest, there was a timeless disturbance in the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

“You heard the story?”

“Small lord? Cancer, not me. ”

“It’s been a little empty place for a long time.”

“Isn’t it enough for him to sit on a small pontoon?”

“Of course. Not only the ball, but also the ability to martial arts one can not miss anywhere. ”

“Huh, did you destroy one branch of the faction at the age of the agreement?”

“That’s it, it’s not good, but it’s already said that I’m already in the position of a demon. … . ”

“I saw the scene clearly in my Cheonsan Hwayeon.”

The untimely turmoil was about the place of long-standing vacancies.

Baekwoonji and Gwantaeyang, who walked the low streets in the village, looked awkwardly.

It was strange to hear people talking about their lords, their fortunes.

I feel unfamiliar even though I’m not praised myself.

The feeling is not so bad, but the bureaucrat burst into laughter without me knowing.

The laughter was so toxic that some people looked at the gaze and the white clouds.

Guan-tae shrugged his shoulders unfamiliarly.

“Why is that?”

Baiyunji asked why he laughed so much.

It is hard to see the laughter just because it feels good, because the inside of the laughter of Guan-ryong was loaded.

He must have acted to direct himself to the attention of the people.

Baiyun Ji caught up on the fact.

In response to the question of Baekwoonji, Guan-ryeung looked awkwardly and scratched his head.

“No, I wonder how people will recognize me… … . ”

At the end of Guan-ryu Baiyunji smiled bloody.

Guan Tai-ryang also made a name for himself, saying that he had only three hundred students in the school.

Though it was a speech, some members of the church were standing up and calling the officials the dominant hemp (敗 刀 大 魔). Gwan Tae-yang feels that he is famous for his liquor, and he wanted to feel his own celebrity.

The laughter just before was intended to listen to people talking about luck and to find out his popularity.

Baekyunji laughed like that childish behavior felt like a child.

Guan Tae-yang said Baekyunji laughed with one ear.

“But it’s still no match for the Lord.”

Baiyun nodded with a proud look. She is the owner of the mukyongdae, which is the owner of the mukyongdae.

Entered the Cave of Latent Demons in the nine hundreds, graduated with the highest rank, and entered the army at that age.

In fact, in the history of Cult of Heavenly Demon there were quite a few who had been demons at the age of the Terms.

They were all kinsmen of kinship, the next great celestial horse.

However, even if the meteor is not a kin of celestial horses, he has achieved such results.

In addition, it is now a minority. It was clear that the meteor would be the next archbishop.

Fortunately, she was the object of admiration for her in the Cave of Latent Demons in the hundreds of orders.

It is natural that her face shines with pride, so eating luck and Hanpot rice.

At that time people heard the sound of Navy street.

“But what happens to your family now if he becomes a small patriarch?”

From generation to generation, the parish of Cult of Heavenly Demon has been passed down through the family.

By the way, the last name of Unsung’s surname was Hyuk.

Obviously there was no noise.

The sound of bureaucracy and Baiyunji narrowed. Followed by a Navy street.

“No, you do not know. Then there is a way. ”

The fact that patriarchal continuity continued through the heavens did not mean that all patriarchal castles were Chun-san.

Cult of Heavenly Demon Throughout the history, those who have Castle, not Chun, are quite old.

“Is there not a daughter to the headmaster now? If we marry him, not only will we be able to do it, but the legitimacy of bloodline will continue! ”

It was also a story that can be found several times in the history of the Cult of Heavenly Demon.

“Yes. There is a great public daughter, so there will be no problem that the lineage will be cut off. ”

Baekwoonji’s face was distorted in no time.

Very little is known about the Great Horse, the celestial bloodline.

It would have been about the age of the terms.

And it was all of the world’s speculation that it would have as good aggression as the bloodline of the celestial horse.

He would also no longer be seen in the official statue when he was ten years old.

The whereabouts of the granddaughter thoroughly secreted.

There were many stories about him on campus.

The story of repeated training in the mother.

Or even the story that he’s chipping without showing himself to the world with a disease.

Many stories wandered, but there was no truth.

No, the now-promoted woman of Baekwon University, Dang Bo-a, was one of the few members who knew the truth of the hidden grand daughter.

She hurriedly stepped into the White House.

“Where are you running so busy?”

“If you’re not busy, why don’t you have a drink?”

As she entered the White House, her colleagues spoke to her.

The patriarch ignored it lightly. There was some news stuck in her ear that no other words could hear.

‘Come and tell this news to the Lord.’

She is heading to the highest point of the White House.

Baekwondaeju was the place.

Thanks to learning the airspace, he flies five steps at a time.

Dang-Bo, who ran like that, quickly reached the highest point of the White House.

On her way, she opened the door.

Then he ran inside and shouted loudly.

“Lord, did you hear that?”

At that end, Baekwondaejuju, Cheon Ah-young, who was sitting in the room, shook his head.

It was a nod with no emotion.

“It was roughly what I expected.”

“But you still have a new grandfather. … . ”

Cheon Ah-young laughed at the words.

“If a stronger and better person becomes a pontoon, it is good for Protestantism. Aren’t you? ”

She has already admitted luck, seeing the secrets of the luck and dark horse warriors.

I admitted that once I was cool inside.

Rather than dare to bark at an unreachable goal, I was compliant and thought only about myself.

The road was not too bad either.

In addition, he was promoted to Baekwon, one of the twenties.

Compared with the meteor, there is no late feeling, but this too was an advance of age.

‘My father acknowledged me. … . ‘

Cheon Ah-young slowly closed her eyes.

On the day he was promoted to Baekwon-daero, the eyes of Cheong Hwa’s eyes were still remembered.

Thoughtless, eyes that did not fall from myself.

Cult of Heavenly Demon One pontoon was definitely his father.

Distinguish between the ball and death, but worried about yourself.

‘My father was still the same.’

Cheon Ah-young slowly opened her eyes.

Cheon Ah-young thought that the reaction was lukewarm, and the father-in-law opened her eyes and looked at her.

“Then, did you hear about the marriage?”

Cheon Ah-young shook his head.

The dangbua talked about what people were talking about in the city.

“Did you not know? In order to connect the bloodline of celestial blood, the minority and the chief must be married. … . ”

Cheon Ah-young’s expression has solidified.

After the father-in-law left, only Cheon Ah-young remained in the room alone.

Cheon Ah-young bowed his head.

Both hands wrapped the shoulders and buried the face between the knees.

It was her habit to see her when she was troubled or embarrassed.

For some reason I felt cozy and cozy.

It was clearly admitted that luck was superior to himself.

But marriage.

I never thought so far.

Cheon Ah-young shook her head lightly. I didn’t think it was right.

‘Yes, maybe I guessed too.’

Father Cheolwol Cheon-ma’s Cheon Hwi can carry out the command of the heavens, yet he can lead the enemy of Cheonga.

It was only that he became the next great celestial horse, or was otherwise married to the next great celestial horse.

It was not Cheon Ah-young who had no idea.

However, he did not think unconsciously because he could not clarify anything other than “recognition.”

‘It’s about marriage. … . ‘

But Cheon Ah Young did not know.

Under the moonlight through the window, his ball was strangely reminded.

The order bag spit out a strange sound that was neither elastic nor laughable.

He was ridiculous now.

At first I tried to punish a little by disturbing big and small events. … .

“Fate is a strange twist.”

Fate is twisted.

The guy who thought it was a beetle entered the fencer’s fence at some point and threw it away from his side.

This making of the small pontoon was more disturbing than I thought of the order.

It is not a problem simply to have a minority of Cult of Heavenly Demon.

When the pontoon fell, the person who would act as vice principal was only one of the patriarchs, but now it has increased to two.

As patriarch and minority.

Now it is clear that the pontoon is addicted, he always falls.

No matter how strong his martial arts can be, he is not addicted to poison. It is literally poison that can appear in legend.

After the pontoon falls, the factions will certainly be divided.

Vice Patriarchs and Minor Patriarchs.

The period of time that the pontoon can endure addiction should take a long time.

Thought cold, it is not a time when the appointed minority can form so many forces.

But what is clear is that the number, whether large or small, will certainly interfere with the Orderback plan.

The order bag grabbed the table.

The table was dug deep as if it were tofu at the fingertips of the order bag.

The order bag that cleaves the table by grip alone grabbed it.

A huge flame, evidence of the monstrous monk, swallowed up a broken table piece.

And when the flame finally ceased, black ash dripping from the grasp of the spell.

‘If you can’t subsume, I’ll kill you.’

At the time of becoming a minor, he was already walking down the same path as himself.

As long as it was the seat of the pontoon, the point was clear.

So subsumption is an impossible story.

‘If so, I’ll kill you.’

Employ stronger men, as this time hired the Dark Horse Marshal.

‘If it’s not right, even if I move myself.’

Spellback’s eyes slowly moved in the dark.